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delusions
02:18
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Just stick in the sickle
Yall making my bones ache
This shit is so cyclical
Oroborous
My shit is official
But no more branding
A cattle they made them
The weight that we carry
It's fashioned to fashion
Make me obedient
I form up a weapon
My mind be the sleaziest
I fuck up your innocence
Cause that's what my demons did
No room for your weaknesses
Reality twisted, chaotic
But when do they teach us this
History acts again, but we just repeating it
Paths we could alter them
I seen the alternate
We love our illusions
We could be ultimate
Stuck in delusions
Just stick in the sickle
Yall making my bones ache
This shit is so cyclical
Oroborous
My shit is official
But no more branding
A cattle they made them
The weight we carry
Reality twisted, chaotic
But when do they teach us this
History acts again, but we just repeating it
Paths we could alter them
I seen the alternate
We love our illusions
We could be ultimate
Stuck in delusions
Fuck I'm deluded
Won't be diluted tho
Radicalized, radical change comes
Closing my eyes
And pray the rain come
The fires will rage
At least we watered, huh?
A flower will bloom
Where withered roses are
I'm fighting my gloom
But that shit be winning
I'm warring with doom
Mother fucker might end me
Just stick in the sickle
Yall making my bones ache
This shit is so cyclical
Oroborous
My shit is official
But no more branding
A cattle they made them
The weight that we carry
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illusions
01:39
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My heart do the talking
Enshrouded in falseness
Phosphorescent
My corpse keep on walking
I walk in the darkness
Enshrouded in something that's more than we
Now I can't function
Number 2
Number 3
Or Number 4
They not for me
What I see is past the 1 for sure
Too many keys, no fucking doors
Shit is throbbing, no fucking whores
Celibacy, involuntary, sheesh
Resting in peace
A blessing this will be
Lost all my heat
She siphoned all from me
What do I mean
I poured it out for free
What does it mean
What craft was done
Upon my soul
A puncturing
I can't procure a cure for this
The damage done will last forever
The ransom high
Attention costed
Accosted by the rabble
Fuck em
If I forgive myself
I'm nothing
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LUNACYCL Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
i want You to remember me, love me. i want every part of You.
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